#filius-rex

     Incessant nagging had been the deciding factor, there was no other reason for him to be hanging a silk tie and wool jacket on the branch of a tree. Weeks of endless begging and near constant reminders had been more than enough to try his patience until he had no choice but to give in. Jack blamed the Omega in Development for this. He claimed Jack worked too hard and wasn’t taking care of himself. Then someone else got on board with it and the whole thing spiraled.

      “This is ridiculous.” His tone suggested disapproval but there was amusement in his expression. 

     Mating runs had never been high on his to do list. He didn’t fancy the idea of settling down just yet and he certainly wasn’t chancing forever on an Omega because they smelled better than all the rest. It was a ridiculous concept on every level but for the sake of not hearing about it for the rest of time he let go of his grievances. ‘I can smell that kid in Copyrights, so damn sweet’. His coworkers went back and forth, rattling off names of Omegas they were hoping to bag. Every so often they’d look expectantly at Jack but he gave nothing up. Whatever he was mildly committed to doing it remained a secret. 

     Jack wandered aimlessly through the forest following this scent and that. For a moment he caught the kid from Development and almost started chasing him but refrained. He didn’t need any complications in his life, not while he was working on the biggest project of his career. No, he was content to just lean back against one of the many elm trees and relax while others went mad with desire. 

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Well, it was definitely freezing.  Jasper and Jack had found themselves walking home one freezing day (Jasper finding it increasingly alarming that he would simply refer to it as a mutual home in his head, whether they ended up at his house or Jack’s).  The English weather had quickly turned for the worse while they’d been cooped inside at their classes, and by the time they’d gotten out, two inches of slushy snow had piled up on the sidewalks and roads.  Jasper had not predicted for such weather and was only wearing a wool cardigan and a scarf.  With such a skinny frame, he was quickly shivering away, teeth chattering quietly.

If it weren’t so fecking cold, he’d reject Jack’s offer, but Jasper didn’t have it in him to deny such a warm temptation.  The Omega stammered out a blue-lipped “thank you” before quickly wrapping himself in layers of plump goose down feathers.  The navy blue coat smelled like Jack’s cologne, and he couldn’t help the soft mewl that escaped inadvertently from his still-frozen lips.  Jasper pressed his cold nose into the collar to warm it up, and to smell more of his the Alpha.

“W-What a-a-a-a-about y-you?” he managed, already feeling guilty as he glanced up at the brunet walking next to him.  Jasper saw Jack’s hands, pink with cold and biting wind, and took the one closest to him, holding it in his own before sliding it up into the coat sleeve so they could both be at least a little warm at the fingers.

        He’d always run hot under the collar. The Alpha rarely slept in anything but boxer’s because he’d wake up in the middle of the night and throw them across the room to escape the sweltering heat. He got a nice reprieve when it was cold outside. Even though his fingers were freezing and his cheeks were wind whipped, the rest of him felt normal. It was a nice change for once, for anything about him to feel normal.

        “Don’t worry about be mon cheri,” he said softly, bringing Jasper’s hand to his lips and kissing the soft knuckles. “it’s not a far walk and it will be warm when he get back.” Admittedly, it was a bit too cold for Jack to simply walk down the street in knit jumper but better he freeze than Jasper. That’s what Alpha’s did after all, protected the ones they cared about. It amused him how  quickly they’re relationship had changed from mutual loathing to these sweet interactions and he chuckled softly under his breath. 

It was strictly two thirty five in the morning.  Jasper knew; he could see the red LED letters of Jack’s alarm clock on the nightstand illuminate each number in a soft, scarlet glow.  Three more hours before dawn would come, and with it, the call of waking birds–but for now, all was silent.

All was silent save for the quiet, wet, labored sounds of Jasper’s breathing.  It had been this way for a good thirty minutes now, but he had been awake the whole night even before he’d started this episode, listening to Jack’s breaths slow into soft slumber.  But then Jasper’s own thoughts had arrived into his head, and he supposed that was why he didn’t hear when Jack awoke.  He could feel the Alpha’s little exhalations against his back.

The brunet tensed just the slightest bit under Jack’s touch in surprise.  When he spoke, after an indeterminable pause, his voice was both quiet and thick. “Nothing…go back to sleep.”

Jasper was crying. [ @filius-rex ]

            Their relationship was far from conventional. Jack had pushed him to the brink and pulled him back time and time again. He teased Jasper, threatened to out him, and made him do things the Omega probably never would have considered. In all of it though, the trials and tribulations, never once had the Alpha seen him cry. For as much as Jack had bent his will and toyed with his emotions the Omega remained resolute and that was precisely what worried him.

          Jack sat up a little straighter at the subtle cracks in his lover’s voice. He was a man about details, it was his constant observance that allowed him to play the way he did. He noticed things and he demanded answers but tonight he couldn’t bring himself to demand anything. 

It was late, around eight in the night. Everyone had gone home, inclusing Stella and Noah. But, Thomas was still working on the case with Rachel. They’d been working on it for around three hours without a break and Thomas figured that it was about time they took a dinner break. “This is going to take another two to three hours. Why don’t we take a break for dinner and get back to it? I’m sure you must be famished for I certainly am hungry,” he said in his smooth deep voice, offering the younger woman a small smile.